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Chapter 4: A New Addition to the Crew ICE: Jeb. Jeb. Jeb. Jeb: *Groans and wakes up* When I said I needed an alarm clock, I expected a ring or something. ICE: RRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG Jeb: Ah! Okay, okay. ICE: Good morning captain. Jeb: Good morning, ICE. ICE: We have a transmission from High Command. There is a change of plans. Jeb: We aren't going to Jool? ICE: We are going to Jool, captain, but first we have to return to Low Kerbin Orbit to retrieve another crew member. Jeb: Who? ICE: They did not say, only that you would know him and he would be arriving via the shuttle "Resolute". Jeb: Wonder who it could be. Anyway, wake up Bill and plot maneuvers to put us into a 100 kilometer circular orbit around Kerbin. ICE: Yes captain. Bill: FRAK THAT WAS LOUD! Jeb: ICE, be a little louder, would you? ICE: RRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG Jeb: I was being sarcastic! ICE: I don't understand, sarcasm, captain. Jeb: Well, before you become a crew member, you need to learn sarcasm and joking. Or else you're just a robot. ICE: I am a robot, Jeb. Jeb: Yeah, yeah. Now get those maneuvers started. ICE: Yes captain. Meanwhile, down on Kerbin... Charlie: Alright control, all systems go. Are we good for launch? Mission Control Commander: Roger that, Resolute. You are good for the quick rendezvous with the Charon. Ribbles: I still think it's ridiculous we're launching an entire shuttle for 1 guy. Why not some small pod? Control: He's a valuable asset, Ribbles. Now lets launch the shuttle. Ribbles: Oh, all right... Charlie: Yes sir. We're launching now. Charlie: Waugh! Ribbles: Oof! Charlie: Damn these things are rough! Ribbles: You've never flown one before? I thought you said you had! Charlie: I said I had flown for the corporation that sold these shuttles to the Coalition! Ribbles: That makes me feel a lot less comfortable! Charlie: At least the guy in the back doesn't know! *The shuttle continues upward, and begins it's gravity turn.* Charlie: Detaching SRB's in 30 seconds. Ribbles: Uh! How are you so calm with this? Charlie: Experience. Ribbles: You said you'd never flown one of these before! Charlie: That doesn't mean I don't have launch experience. *The SRB's detach, and the Resolute continues her path upward.* Ribbles: We... made it? Charlie: Not in hell yet, Ribbles. *The engines ignite to circularize.* *The Charon pulls into view, and a kerbonaut goes on EVA over to it.* Ribbles: That's a nice lookin' ship. Charlie: Ever seen a destroyer before? Even nicer looking. Ribbles: Say, how big do warships get these days. Charlie: There is a single battlecruiser in commision over Duna, there is a few slightly smaller cruisers and then there is destroyers and corvettes. Ribbles: I'd like to serve on a warship one day. Charlie: Well, you're stuck doing errands with me for now. Ribbles: Speaking of which, can we finally talk to the guy on EVA? Charlie: Yep. *He turns on comms with the kerbonaut nearby.* Bob, do you read me? Bob: I read you loud and clear. Heading over to the Charon now.

Would be a 10/10 Civ V mod, but also an awesome standalone thing.

So we return to our intrepid... heroes? Or just protagonists, I guess.

Chapter 3: Second Try Mission Control Recording Begin... Officer: Alright people, high command isn't happy about having to send up a new rover. Luckily, it's pretty cheap compared to the hardware we're using as a tug and so is the lifter. But that doesn't mean you can fool around with multimillion kredit equipment. *Murmurs of "yes sir" are heard aroudn the room.* Officer: Lets get to it. Pilot: Sir, the package is in sight! Officer: Great. Bring us in to 10 meters. Pilot: Yes sir! *A siren is heard from the payload section.* Officer: What happened? Payload Officer: Nothing major, you just burned a little too close and sent us into a spin. Correcting with RCS and SAS now. Officer: Alright, pilot. What was that? Pilot: Sir, you said you get in withing 10 meters. Officer: Alright, just following orders. But there is times to NOT follow orders. It was both of our mistakes. Now, get us in to 25 meters. Pilot: That's a good distance, sir. Pilot: Alright, we're almost 0 m/s relative to the payload and 25 meters out. Officer: Good. Payload team, do your RCS thing. Payload Officer: Yes sir. Officer: Good, a tight dock. Now, tell that corvette in Munar orbit their real task. ... Operations Command Officer: (In transmission with Jeb.) So in conclusion, your operation is to escort the rover to Laythe.

That was great. Awesome backstory.

What is this, "real life", you're talking about?

Short chapter, and it isn't really that good, but I'm very tired. I'll post a better, longer chapter later.

Chapter 2: The First Payload Mission Control Recording Begin... CivCom Officer [Name: Classified]: Tug is in a stable orbit. Prepare to rendezvous with the rover payload. Mission Control Pilot: Yes sir. Pilot: Burn has begun. Officer: Good. Pilot: (A few minutes later.) Second burn initiated. Officer: Good, we're almost there. Pilot: We're coming in. Officer: Good, tell the payload team to prepare for docking. Pilot: (On headset) Prepare for docking. Payload Officer: Roger. Wait, what? Pilot: What is it? Payload Officer: RCS isn't responding. SAS. The payload is spinning out and we don't know why, and we can't stop it. (To another officer) Get the cameras back on! Pilot: Cameras gone too? Payload Officer: Roger. We lost all contact. We're attempting to get contact back now. Pilot: Oh, dear...

Sorry for no updates lately: I've had a busy week. I'll update today.

I think this will come down to only Jeb returning at this point.

Chapter 1: Engines Test Aboard the IPEV Charon... Jeb: Nice to finally have my own ship. Given, it's a light escort corvette, and I've got a shoddy first mate- Bill: Hey! Jeb: I'm just joking with you. Bill: Good, cause I was about to throw my shoddy captain out the airlock. IVCAI: William, that goes against protocol- Bill: Shut up, ICE. IVCAI: Bill, my name is IVCAI. Interplanetary Vessel Charon Artificial Intelligence. Bill: ICE has 2 of the same letters and is easier to remember. IVCAI: Would you like me to refer to myself as ICE then, William? Bill: Yes. And call me Bill, not William. ICE: Yes Bill. Captain Jebediah, would you like to be referred to as 'Jeb'? Jeb: I would like that, thanks ICE. Bill: Anyway, ICE, can you tell me what snacks we were supplied? ICE: The stocked edible supplies aboard the IPEV Charon that are not designated for specific meals are as follows. K-Brand Cookies, Krispy Chips, Pretzel Bluefish and- incoming transmission. Bill: Incoming transmission? What kinda snac- Jeb: Bill, it's an actual transmission, you idiot. Patch it through ICE. ICE: "IPEV Charon: establish a high orbit above the Mun and await further orders." Jeb: That it? ICE: Yes. It was a message, not a full transmission. Jeb: Any reasoning? ICE: Negative. Establishing transfer burn node. ICE: Orbit established around the Mun.

The Joolian Crisis It has been 100 years since extraterrestrial motherships threatened us with extinction. Jebediah Kerman and his crew gathered vital data while his friends on Kerbin created the International Fleet. Kerbin was united, and we defeated them. We thrived for 2 decades. Trade, science and settlement began to rise between the Kerbin, her moons, and Duna. Then, one fateful day, pirates attacked some routine traders. They had made new weapons out of the ancient ones we used for wars on Kerbin herself. We were defenseless. The Trade Coalition, formed from the remains of the International Fleet and a peaceful coalition until then, hired pirates who offered mercenary protection. In the meantime, the Trade Coalition created a fleet of their own, and stopped paying for mercenaries. Fools. Pirate activity shot up, as the mercenaries went back to their ways. Now, tiny settlements on Duna are supplying Kerbin with metals in exchange for supplies. Pirates attack both types of cargo vessel. The Trade Coalition dispatches ships to escort or strike back. It has been this way for a half a century. My name is Jebediah Kerman, the fourth, and my friend, Bill Kerman IV, are pilots for the TC. Well, I hope you liked my little intro. I'm making a new, more futuristic story set, as referenced above, a hundred years after the events of The Kerbin Stories. Enjoy! Chapters Chapter 1: Engines Test

I don't really like how I made the plot for this- I think I'll start a new story with a more original premise.

Jebder's Game Sorry.

What is this, Game of Thrones!?! All the good ones are dying EDIT: Also, aliens.

Probably won't update this story for a while- I've wiped all mods to start a new save in career mode with a mod set similar to Scott Manley's "KSP Interstellar".

That's not Voyager, I've got that one covered. Soon.

Joebald airstrikes the tanks and saves the space center!

Glad you like it!

Quick make a dreadnought and blow up everything they own!

Chapter 15: Queen of the Stars Aboard the newly commissioned Queen of the Stars... Burbart: Well Queen , welcome to the team. Commander Lorod: Our pleasure. Any missions for us? We've been itching to test our new drones out. Burbart: We're itching to see them in action, too, but we don't have anything currently in orbit. However, they could warp anywhere, anytime. We still can't detected their warp trajectories. Lorod: Right. Speaking of the drones, Shelfry, how is are the drone pilots doing. Lieutenant Shelfry: Just as eager as us, I haven't been able to pull them from their consoles, except when I told them there was macaroni in the mess hall. Lorod: We have macaroni? Shelfry: Yea. It's no gormet, but it's Mac and Cheese. Rather fun to eat in 0-G. Lorod: I think I'll go grab some. *Lorod descends down a ladder to the crew compartment.* Shelfry: So Burbart, anything new with our drones compared to the old carriers'? Burbart: Not much, we just made it so that they can mislead the enemy targeting systems to hit the extra monopropellant in the back instead of the core systems. Shelfry: Why not entirely miss? Burbart: I don't think that's possible. *Suddenly, a shimmer of light brightens a few hundred meters from the Queen of the Stars, and an alien vessel appears.* Shelfry: Frak! Burbart: What is it? Shelfry: Enemy drone ship! *Shelfry turns on the intercom.* Shelfry: All hands, prepare for combat! *Lorod quickly comes up with a half-eaten bowl of macaroni and cheese.* Lorod: Here we go! Shelfry: Drone 1, deploy! *A drone undocks from the side of the ship.* Lorod: We got an enemy drone inbound! Engage! Lorod: And, that's it! Hostile down! Shelfry: Don't be too sure, we still got another one incoming! *A hostile quickly comes from behind the alien ship and fires at Drone 1.* Lorod: Oh frak! Shelfry: I need a report on Drone 1! Drone 1 Pilot: I still have control, sir. The new system worked! *Cheers are heard in the ship.* Drone 1 Pilot: They got my RTG though, so we're losing power fast, I can still take out this guy though! *Drone 1 fires it's lasers on the hostile, destroying it.* Drone 1 Pilot: Woo! But that's it, I've lost all power. Shelfry: Don't worry, command 'll send a new one up for you. Lorod: Yep. Deploy drone 2! *A second drone undocks and thrusts forward to the alien ship itself.* Drone 2 Pilot: I'm going straight for the mothership! Lorod: Be careful! Drone 2 Pilot: I will. These drones appear to be run from the mothership's computers while they are docked. If we destroy it before the remaining 2 enemies can deploy, we've won. Lorod: Alright, go for it. We had to dispose of your drone until a new Drone 1 came anyway to prevent mass distribution being off, so we'll just get a new 2 and 1. Drone 2 Pilot: Got it. I'm going in for the kill. *Drone 2 fires it's beams quickly, just as the last drones are about to deploy.* Drone 2 Pilot: Woo! GET SOME! Lorod: Look like you hit in the side, those drones flew off. We won! *The crew erupts in cheers.* Shelfry: Bubart, we've completed our first task. Any new sorties? Burbart: Nice work out there. We're moving you to a... new... position. Dres, where we'll be setting up an interplanetary command base. We're trying to draw their attention away from Kerbin. Away from the civilians. Lorod: Roger that, Burbart. Shepley, prepare us a burn at the next transfer window.

Here's a teaser image for next chapter.

Chapter 14: Something Unfortunate Philgan: Transmission to Mission Control is in 2 minutes, when the planet stops blocking us. Derfrod: Sweet. *They grab the "fish tank" off a microcentrifuge made just for that purpose.* Derfrod: Got any names? Philgan: No, we need to study them more. For now, I'm calling the big ones killy fish, the smaller one tadpole things and the plants kelp. Derfrod: Real original. Philgan: Thanks. *They make their way to the main cabin, where the rest of the crew is waiting behind a screen.* Jeb: There you are! Shepley: H-hey guys! Kenemone: Shepley, you cold? Shepley: N-no, I guess I h-haven't spoken much. I s-stutter in space, I'm j-just a bit... off... Kenemone: Ok then. Transmission starting. *The screen comes to life and an image of Burbart and the major Mission Control people appears.* Burbart: You said you had a surprise for us, what is it? Jeb: Burbart, don't act all bored and exhausted over this, we found something you may want to see. *Philgan and Derfrod bring the fish tank up to the camera.* Burbart: Life? Jeb: Yea! Burbart: Oh Kod, I really didn't hope this would happen.* Philgan: What? This is the biggest discovery we've made on this journey and you- Burbart: This won't be easy, but I have good and bad news. Mitbree, tell em'. Mitbree: Jeb, the good news is the war is over. The nations of Kerbin are at peace... the bad news is that we unified to fight a greater threat. Jeb: Oh Kod, what's worse than the war? Mitbree: Jeb, alien ships have used some sort of Albicurre drive to use bring several motherships into Kerbin orbit. The Kerbaltia Orbital Fleet was annihilated, and the International Fleet was formed, hastily constructing 2 ships with stolen technology we got when the Kerbaltian fleet disabled an enemy drone. The ships are carriers, and we have our own drones. We've been beating them back, but not before Kineea was obliterated from orbit, meaning nearly a billion kerbals are already dead. *The crew wait in silence, thinking this is just a sick joke, and after a few minutes of silence, Bob speaks up.* Bob: Haha, good joke. *The mission control personnel remain silent and stone-faced. Mitbree: This is no joke, knowing we're the best at orbital physics, the International Fleet made us command the ships. We already lost one in combat with the majority of the invasion force. The only surviving one, Six's Company, fought them off, and the remains of their fleet has retreated to a higher orbit while our remaining ship gets repairs. Jeb: Oh, oh Kod. No! Philgan: This is- Derfrod: Impossible! Shepley: H-how? Bob: Good Kod! Kenemone: All of Kineea? A BILLION KERBALS? *Gilberry begins to sob.* Mitbree: Now that this is over, we're going to force you to go home. But only after one thing we need you to check, on Pock.

Won't be able to post a chapter over my Thanksgiving Break, going several states away, and have no laptop.

Chapter 13: Going Up! Jeb: Philgan, do you have the samples you need from the animals yet? Philgan: Yep. A plant, a bunch of those tadpole things, and 2 fish that appear to be apex predators. All in this ecosystem-mimicking case. They should be fine if we strap it down on ascent. Jeb: Good, now come in the lander, everyone's waiting. Also, we need names for those species. So you and Derfrod better come up with some good ones. Philgan: You- you mean you're letting us decide? Not you, the mission commander? Jeb: You heard what I said, right? Philgan: Oh thank you Captain! Jeb: No problem. Now come on. *Philgan eagerly climbs in and tells Derfrod the news as he straps down the case.* Kenemone: Everyone ready? Jeb: Yep, it appears so. Bob: You don't speak for everyone, Jeb. Jeb: I said "it appears so." Bob: I was joking, Jeb. Kenemone: Anyway, lets get going, Gilberry, you do wanna do the honors? Gilberry: Gladly. *Gilberry flips a switch and the engines ignite, sending the ship up.* Shepley: Woohoo! Beatcha to it, Jeb! Jeb: Psh. Kenemone: Beginning gravity turn. Jeb: Woo! Ha, Shep! Shepley: Whatever. Some boring maneuvers later... Kenemone: We're coming up on Endeavour's docking port now. Jeb: Good, good. Gilberry: I'll thrust us foreward into place. Kenemone: Naw, you did ascent. I'll finish up rendezvous and docking. *Gilberry grumbles something.* Kenemone: Hmm? Gilberry: Nothing. *The lander shakes for a moment and finally docks.* Jeb: Well, lets go tell Burbart.